Semua Bab Ruby Fridays: Bab 61 - Bab 70

Chapter 61: Crypts of Bone───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ────║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 02 - 27 - 2027 ║║ Saturday║ Second Day of Olympia's Cup║The food packets lay open on the ground, the stale crackers and juice boxes was even a stark contrast to the lush jungle of crimson bushes surrounding us here in the Blood Meadow. As hunger clouded my mind, for a moment I allowed myself to believer that this cursed place was now safe."Finally, food..." As the light was burning fast, the shadows lengthening around us as afternoon fell, my palms stung as I gripped the spoon for the porridge, fresh cuts oozing blood onto the ground that was damp and spongy underfoot, the soil saturated with blood both old and new. I tried to ignore the eerie feeling creeping up my spine, focusing on chewing each bland bite. The food tasted unappetizing, but none of us cared. We were too hungry and exhausted from the initiation of the day's challenges to complain. The food given was tasteless, yet it fel

Chapter 63: Claim The Win───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ────║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 02 - 27 - 2027 ║║ Saturday║ Second Day of Olympia's Cup║As The Crypts of Bone now greeted us with its macabre spectacle, the automaton sentinel's voice we had heard before emerged from the darkness again. As if programmed to welcome us through ever single place here in the arena, cold lights glowed from the place lens-like eyes as it addressed us in a mechanical monotone, "Greetings to all of you, players number 1, 3, 5, 7, 8, 9, and 13, from both the team of Amethyst Serpents & Scarlet Ravens — the unfortunate souls who have chosen to venture into this realm of decay. You have now reached the second stage of your trials, the Crypts of Bone..." "The Crypts of Bone is a place of death and decay where the bones of the dead lie in piles, their skulls staring out with empty eye sockets, a place of gloom and perpetual darkness where the bones of those who came before now litter the cold, damp

Chapter 65: The Unescapable Soul───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ────║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 02 - 27 - 2027 ║║ Saturday║ Second Day of Olympia's Cup║Spencer stare each other down, the weight of history heavy between us. Spencer's eyes lock onto mine, filled with the same hunger and ambition that I know burns within my own. Our companions stand ready behind us, waiting to see who will make the first move."Just leave, boys. It's ours to begin with." After Olivia's words, I took a glance at my teammates, seeing my own fierce determination mirrored on their faces, I knew then that we have come too far to back down now. This amulet calls to us, begging to be claimed. It calls to us as if, promising knowledge, winning and glory to whoever dares take hold of it since, as now, it was not any other jewelry, but inside it bears a key, a key to any important thing that maybe our way to reach this game's goal and win."The amulet stays with us and nothing you say will change that," Beat

Chapter 67: Pit of Screams ───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ──── ║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 02 - 28 - 2027 ║ ║ Sunday║ Third Day of Olympia's Cup║ As the gong signaling the start of the third day of the games sounded, echoing off the damp stone walls and chilling us to our cores, I glanced at my teammates. Serene's jaw was set in grim determination, her voice low and gravelly as she muttered under her breath, "We can do this again, girls..." She stood rigid, feet planted firmly on the ground, hands balling into fists at her sides as she waited for the door to open. Olivia usually spoke softly and calmly, but now her brown eyes narrowed into slits as she surveyed the steel door before them, her tone sharp with warning as she said, "Stay close, we're going through hell again, much worse this time I fear." Her hand reached for the weapon at her belt in a practiced motion, fingers wrapping around the hilt with a sureness born from experience. Her eyes depicts that she had braved

Chapter 69: Blazing Fire ───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ──── ║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 02 - 28 - 2027 ║ ║ Sunday║ Third Day of Olympia's Cup║ The rickety rope bridge swayed precariously, stretching across the chasm's gaping maw. The wooden slats were worn and weathered, barely wide enough for one person to stand upon. I spoke up first, my voice wavering as I warned cautiously onto the bridge, grasping the side ropes for support. My tone was anxious and unsettled. "This bridge is barely wide enough for one person. So, one of our tactics is that we must cross in single file," Beatrice responded nervously from the shore, peering at the dilapidated bridge with trepidation evident in her quavering voice. "How do we know it will hold our weight?" Serene replied grimly in a matter-of-fact yet ominous tone, her voice betraying no fear but rather cold resolve. "We don't," she stated plainly. "But we have no choice. Stay close behind each other and move quickly. That's all we can d